#Sakigake

[fieriframes]

[He’? Sakigake’s Leader.]

[readplayerone99]

Haruki Murakami - 1Q84

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Consigliato: Ovviamente sì!

Voto: 9\10

Spiegare 1Q84 non è facile, è una storia talmente intricata, ma allo stesso tempo affascinante, sembra Quasi un sogno...forse lo è davvero.

Questa è la storia di due persone, due anime diverse, ma complementari. Lui, Tengo, vive con il padre, un uomo molto severo che tratta il figlio con inspiegabile durezza. Lei, Aomame, la cui famiglia fa parte della Società dei Testimoni, una setta religiosa. Entrambi si incontreranno a dieci anni. Sarà un incontro breve, ma che segnerà le esistenze di entrambi per il resto della loro vita. Gli anni passano e le loro strade si dividono. Ormai adulti, Tengo lavora come insegnante di matematica in una scuola preparatoria, mentre Aomame, che intanto ha lasciato definitivamente la setta, lavora come personal trainer. Nonostante non si siano mai dimenticati e il sentimento che provano l'uno per l'altra non si sia mai spento, le loro vite sono come due binari destinati a non incontrarsi mai. Se non fosse che entrambi, benché con due compiti diversi, viaggiano sullo stesso treno, che li porterà nella stessa destinazione: quella dell' 1Q84, un mondo parallelo, dove ci sono due lune e dove piccoli uomini invisibili, i Little People, tessono i fili di questa trama, come tessono i fili della Crisalide d'aria, da loro stessi creata. Crisalide d'aria è anche il titolo del romanzo su cui Tengo lavora come ghostwriter, il cui vero autore è in realtà la bella ed enigmatica Fukaeri, fuggita dalla pericolosa setta del Sakigake, contro cui la stessa Aomame (che è anche una killer professionista), ed in particolare con il suo Leader, dovrà combattere.

Il romanzo è tutto un gioco di dualità. tra ciò che è palese e che è necessario mostrare davanti a tutti, per esempio per Aomame è avere un corpo perfetto ed eseguire gli ordini con estrema precisione, o per Tengo avere una vita tranquilla, priva di affetti stabili; in questa esistenza, persino il sesso, diventa semplice godimento occasionale privo di amore (nel caso di Tengo, sembra più un appuntamento settimanale dal dentista); però vi è anche ciò che celato, e qui entrano in gioco i due protagonisti, il loro sentimento che, nonostante i vari ostacoli che si presentano sul loro cammino, non vacilla neanche di poco.

Non tutti amano Murakami, io personalmente ho trovato questo romanzo meraviglioso, più simile ad un sogno, che avvolte si trasforma anche in un dolce incubo, che però non spaventa. Anche le scene di sesso più estreme (devo dirvi la verità, sono molto pudica come persona 😅), non sono così diverse da una poesia delicata.

[ancatss]

i dont quite ship them but this is their dynamic to me

[hiphopcherrrypop]

accidental K.O.

[e-oe-u]

Very late but here my faves

[notsomajestic]

Bucchigiri?! EDs

[ydotome]

❤️ - Bucchigiri?! - Love je t'aime

[breadcultgeneral]

Valentine's day!

Today was valentine's day and you just got ready and walked out to see matakara waiting for you like a puppy with the way he perked seeing you.

" good morning, Y/n-chan!"

" good morning, matakara."

You give him a smile before you reached into the bag you were carrying and hand him chocolates you know are his favorite when you both were kids.

" you remembered my favorite."

" of course."

You and matakara walked to school together, he offered you a piece of the chocolate.

You walked onto school grounds.

" y/n-teen!"

Marito yelled as he ran towards you, you knew that you couldn't out run him so you just accepted fate and braced.

Matakara tried to stop him and protect you from the siguma squad leader but failed.

Marito picked you up and you grabbed onto his shoulder while holding onto the bag in the other hand as he spins excited.

" y/n-teen! Good morning, happy valentine's day."

" yah, happy valentine's day."

You say when he stopped, you looked around seeing that outa wasn't with him.

" where's outa?"

" oh, he's off doing something."

" okay."

Marito looked at you bating his eyelashes at you expectingly waiting.

" put me down and I'll give it to you."

Marito put you down smiling as you reached into your bag putting the box of chocolate filled cookies with animals on them in marito's hand.

" thank you, y/n-teen!"

Marito said before he kissed the side of your head.

You walked into the school and noticed komao looking out the window for you.

You walked into the classroom and komao quickly got up to greet you hugging you.

" good morning."

" Haha, good morning."

You and komao walked to your seats next to zabu.

" happy valentine's day, I said it first so I get my chocolate first."

Komao said before he looked at zabu with a small smirk, zabu hit komao with his elbow but komao had a smaller smirk.

You laughed at them messing around before you reached into the bag pulling out container with a slice of cookie cake inside.

" yay! Thank you, y/n-san."

Komao looked at it as if think he should wait to eat it before he opened it and took a bite.

You smile and reach back into the bag before giving zabu a chocolate bar and a few smaller ones.

" tisk, thanks."

Zabu took it and was hiding his excitement from getting chocolate.

Soon the bell rings for lunch, you walked around the school looking for someone who you have chocolate for.

You walk into the gym looking for outa to give him the chocolate you have for him.

Some siguma members looked at you before they started giving you a hard time.

" what's going on over here?"

Outa had walked over and the siguma members quickly left you alone.

" happy valentine's day, outa."

You said as you gave him mochi chocolate, he took it with a soft smile before he put his hand on your head.

" thank you."

You left the gym and ran into hague and jabashiri eating at a table by the vending machines.

You sit down at the table with them putting the bag next to you.

" hey, good afternoon."

" oh. Hello, y/n-san."

" tisk."

You reach into the bag and give Hague a white chocolate bar, Hague blushed gently take the bar.

Jabashiri was looking at you intently and looked away when you looked at him.

You laughed at him before you put 2 dark chocolate bar in front of him.

" there, you were upset yesterday about the vending machine not having it."

Hague lightly kicked jabashiri's leg before jabashiri said.

" thanks."

The bell rang and you left going to class, you sat next to arajin.

" do you know if mahoro brought any chocolate for anyone?"

" no, I don't think she did."

" oh here."

You reached into your bag and gave him 2 a chocolate bar and shrine offering like chocolate.

" what?"

Arajin flipped over the shrine chocolate and on the back was a small doodle of a small senya.

Soon the last bell rings and you walk off school grounds and to minato kai's base.

You knocked on the door where ken-san was before you slid open the paper door.

Ken-san looked over and sat down, you walked in and sat down as well.

' this is a bit awkward, I was hopeing to leave the chocolate and go.'

You snap out of your thoughts when ken-san gestures for the 2 guys to leave the room.

You reach into your bag and pull out a small box of different chocolates before you hand it to him.

" I didn't know which kind you liked so I got a box of different chocolates."

You said before you jump startled by ken-san bowing, you quickly also bowed.

You could hear the murmurs and whispers of the guys eavesdropping and peeping in through a small crack in the door.

You leave and walk home as the sun is setting, you looked at the sun set and pulled out your phone to take a picture but you couldn't find the perfect angle.

You feel someone's behind you before 2 gloved hands gently take your phone from your hands and held it a bit above your head taking the photo.

" good afternoon, happy valentine's day."

" good afternoon."

You turned to him and tried to take your phone back but he had a tight grip on it.

You look at him pulling on your phone but he won't let go, shindo was giving you a closed eyed smile wanting something.

You reach into your bag and grabbed the last two 2, a chocolate bar and a shrine chocolate bar.

You put the chocolate in his other hand and he let go of your phone.

" thank you."

' bro what the fuck.'

You walked into your house and upstairs onto your bed.

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Thank you for reading!

[childofmyth]

BUCCHIGIRI?! Episode 1-8 ED || Love Je t'aime

[tatatasoma]

[xzcopycat]

My favorite skirt boy

[pinkroseblooms]

i just started Bucchigiri and love your stuff!!! 😭 Can you do one for Matakara having a crush on a new transfer girl? She wears the boys uniform and a hoodie over her head so she doesn't get attention. He only finds out cuz she helped treat his wounds after a fight once and it's been their secret ever since

Thank you so much! Hope you like this!

Just Between Us

Matakara/afab!Reader

Summary: Matakara takes it upon himself to befriend the new introverted transfer student and develops a crush, unaware they're both keeping secrets from the other. wc: 2.2k a/n: no warnings, mostly just fluff and a few swear words. reader is afab but I personally written them as being gender fluid. I also headcanon Matakara as bi disaster. Enjoy!

You yawn, barely paying attention as your teacher goes on about something to do with…history? English? Biology? At this point you don’t bother keeping track; no one else does. Usually everyone in your homeroom is openly hooting and hollering over the lecture; on good days, most of the other students are zoned out or passing notes, not even attempting to be sneaky about it.

Speaking of, a folded up card gets flicked on your desk; you look, puzzled at it, and back to your seatmate. On your right is Matakara Asamine, smiling patiently and pointing to the paper.

You roll your eyes but smile back; he has your number, the two of you could easily have a whole conversation over text if you wished to. Still, you open the little piece of paper and read what Matakara scribbled: he’s asking if you want to see a movie after school. You stifle a chuckle and write back an affirmative, deliberately sliding your hand over the surface of his desk; after he reads your answer, Matakara pumps his fist silently in a display of excitement. Your profile is obscured with your hood up and your head turned, so you hope he doesn’t see how wide you’re grinning. 

It’s only been a few months since you transferred to Ichizu and you’re grateful to have made a few decent friends; with the district's reputation, you hadn’t expected to do much in the way of socializing. You weren't particularly street smart or experienced in self defense even: you were one of the few students who fell into the “harmless wallflower” category. There were a handful of kids at school who were like you; they just sort of walked around, didn’t speak much, and were largely ignored by the majority of the school populace as too weak and plain to bother with. 

The Minato Kai and Siguma members mostly kept to themselves, interested in their own rivalry and their own personal circles of friends and acquaintances. Normies like you were mildly entertaining to mess with, and while you did get some teasing and the occasional shove in the hallway, you had sufficiently flown under the radar.

At least, until Matakara Asamine decided he wanted to make you his friend. From the beginning you were surprised, but not especially wary. The general opinion of Matakara was that he was strong and had integrity, two traits that Minato Kai prized; his revered older brother would surely be proud, who you had also heard good things about. With all that in mind, you didn’t hesitate too much when Matakara and his friends asked you to sit with them to eat or tag along to the batting cages. Frankly, you let everyone else do most of the talking; it was fun though. You genuinely enjoyed the company and Matakara shot down any attempts to get you to pledge with their gang. 

“What are we going to see later?” You ask as you take a seat next to Zabu, handing him the manga he had lent you a week prior. “Sorry it took so long, I lost it in the pile.”

“Eh, you can keep that if you want.” Zabu scrunches his nose at the volume, sliding it back towards you. “I’m not into that sappy shit.”

“Huh?” You raise an eyebrow. “Why’d ya buy it?”

“I heard it was supposed to be good, but it was cliche as hell.” Zabu shrugs, jabbing his elbow into Sakegaki’s side; said boy had been reaching his chopsticks into Zabu’s bento to nab a piece of grilled meat. “What movie? Are we going to see a movie?”

“Um-”

“Hey guys!” 

Matakara almost startles you with how loudly his voice booms; he plops down onto the bench next to you. “Sorry, the bread line was crazy today.”

“Figures, it’s half off day. What’d you get?” Zabu asks curiously.

“Yakisoba, here,” Matakara takes one of the sealed baggies of treats and puts one on top of your plate. “I owe you for last time, your favorite is the melon bread, right?”

“Yeah, but you didn’t have to.” You add. “Thanks though.”

“No problem.”

Lunch period comes and goes and you completely forget to ask what movie the four of you are going to see, but it doesn’t bug you much. You don’t really mind if it means you get to sit by Matakara again; the last time you went to the movies with him he had shared a bucket of popcorn with you, whispering into your ear every now and again to comment on something. You spend the rest of the day hoping you’ll be able to sit next to him again, maybe have one of those moments where your hands touch by accident. Zabu doesn’t know what he’s talking about in your humble opinion: if it was up to you, your school life would be one big, romantic comedy cliche, and Matakara would be the male lead.

Except, as things are now with you passing for a boy, you’re pretty sure your role as of now is the quiet friend, the awkward loner adopted by the popular kid. Not a bad deal all things considered, but it makes having a crush something of a pain in the ass. Still, you’ll take some yearning on your end if it means you can continue going through your school days mostly unnoticed and unbothered. The fact of the matter is presenting as a girl is a hassle; even the toughest girls in your class have to deal with being pursued and bugged by obnoxious wannabe casanovas who think they’re the earth’s gift to women. 

So far, you haven’t had any risky encounters: the gender neutral bathroom, dirty and falling apart like everything else in the school, helps avoid your secret getting out and you skip changing for gym because…well, pretty much everyone else does anyway and the teachers don’t care. You can’t see any reason why you shouldn’t keep passing as a boy until graduation; not to mention, the boy’s uniforms are comfier. 

“Where’s the guys?” 

It’s the late afternoon and you’re changed into baggy sweats and battered sneakers; inside your jacket are four packages of candy picked up from the convenience store you’re presently loitering outside of to sneak into the theater. Matakara is late; you’re about to text him when you hear his voice calling out to you. Down the sidewalk, Matakara is running your way, smiling wide and out of uniform; as he reaches you, your eyes widen.

“What the hell? You’re bleeding man.” You step up to him, craning your neck to get a good look at the cut over his eyebrow. “What the hell happened?”

“Ah, one of Siguma’s guys challenged me on my way here.” Matakara raises his fingers to the small gash. “Oh wow, I didn’t realize his kick landed that hard.”

“Matakara, hold on a second.”

“Where are you-?”

You rush into the store; in three minutes you’ve returned with a box of bandages, a small bag of cotton swabs, disinfecting ointment, hand sanitizer, and a bottle of water.

“What’s the water for?”

“Flush out the wound. Some of the blood’s drying.” 

You make Matakare sit down on the wooden bench on the side of the building and lay out the supplies. He watches you silently as you pour some of the clean water onto a swab and begin to carefully wipe off the dried blood, soaking up the bit that’s still oozing. Matakara is obediently still and doesn’t wince as you swipe a few dabs of ointment over the injury after sanitizing your hands properly. 

“You do this a lot?”

“Nope.” You confess, handing him the bottle of water. “Here, have some. It’s always a good idea to drink water. I’m gonna put the bandaid on; can’t believe you didn’t realize you got hit so hard.”

“I was kinda in a rush.” Matakara’s hand dwarfs the plastic bottle; he’s looking down a bit guiltily. “Sorry I was late. I thought it’d be over quicker.”

“Well, the guys are late anyway, so it works out.” You gently smooth the bandage across his eyebrow. “There, it should be fine. Are you sure you don’t feel dizzy or anything? Maybe we should skip the movie.”

“No!” Matakara says, sitting up straight. “I’m totally fine, seriously. Thanks for taking care of me.”

“I should be the one saying that.” You sit next to him with a sigh. “Don’t apologize; I’m lucky you want to hang out with me at all.”

“Of course I do! You’re fun to be around and you’re a good listener and you’re really-” 

Matakara stops talking; he suddenly looks away and takes a sip of water. You stare at him, a bit flattered and a lot confused. Matakara's been acting a little off all day come to think of it.

“Should I text the guys? You told them where we were gonna meet, right?” You check your phone while Matakara finishes the water. “Think they went straight to the theater?”

“Um, actually, Sakegaki and Zabu aren’t coming.” Matakara tells you; he scrunches up the bottle and tosses it cleanly into the recycling bin next to him. “You don’t mind, right?”

“Oh. No, it’s cool.” You’re not lying but now your curiosity has peaked. “Is everything okay with you guys?”

“Yeah, nothing wrong.” Matakara says quickly. “If you want I can call them, if you’re not comfortable with it being just us.”

“Why wouldn't I be?”

“Because…” 

Matakara’s hands are clasped and he’s still looking at the ground; he looks troubled and you feel bad for pushing the issue, whatever it is, but something is definitely wrong. 

“I don’t mean to presume.” Matakara begins slowly, measuring his tone. “It’s none of my business, but I, um, when you got close to me, I kinda felt…your chest.”

You stare at him blankly; Matakara’s cheeks flush and he finally gives you a ‘look’. 

“Oh.” You blink. “Shit. I guess you found me out.”

“So, you were born a girl?”

“Yeah.”

“Why are you…?” Matakara averts his stare. “Wait, sorry, it’s none of my business.”

“No, you’re fine. The thing is, it’s just kind of easier to pass myself off as a guy, ya know?” You pat his shoulder. “So, would you mind keeping it between us? Honestly, I don’t really care if people see me as a guy, girl, whatever, but it would make my life easier if you didn't go telling anyone else.”

“A secret?” Matakara perks up. “Between us?”

“I’d appreciate it.”

“Sure!”

You’re a bit taken aback; you know Matakara’s a nice guy and all, but you didn’t expect him to be this easy going about your charade.

“You can trust me.” Matakara puts a hand over his heart. “I can swear it in blood.”

“No, no more bleeding!” You blanch at the thought. “Dude, it’s not that deep.”

“I know, but it’s just nice.” Matakara rubs the back of his neck; he’s beaming at you, eyes crinkling in the corners, cheeks flushed. “You know, we’re always around other people or you go off on your own; when we are together, you don’t say much…I feel like we haven’t actually gotten a chance to really know each other, so I like we have this thing that’s only for us. Does that sound weird?”

“A little, but I see what you mean.” You tug the strings of your hoodie so it closes more around your face. “If you want, we could do this more.”

“This?”

“Hanging out,” You clarify, voice softer than you mean for it to be. “Just the two of us. If you want.”

“Then, it’s okay I didn’t invite the others? You’re not uncomfortable with it?”

“I probably feel the most comfortable around you, Matakara.”

You chance peeking out and realize you’re screwed: Matakara is leaning over, right in your face, eyes glued to your face and almost shining. He radiates warmth, like he’s trying to make you gravitate closer to his side, unknowingly pulling you toward him.

"Really?"

Actually, it’s more like his hand is placed over yours and he’s moving his face close to yours; for a moment you and Matakara stare at each other mutely. His hand covers yours and you don’t feel uncomfortable but your heart might actually combust inside your ribcage from how tenderly Matakara is gazing at you. 

“Do you really mean it?” Matakara breathes, voice almost like a sigh. “Can we go to the movies now? Just you and me?”

“Uh huh.” You nod dumbly, swallowing the spit you didn’t realize was pooling from glancing at his lips. “I, um, bought candy for everyone, four of them.”

“More for us.” Matakara smiles brightly, standing up; he’s yet to let go of your hand. 

“Works for me.” You don’t try to pull your hand away, allowing Matakara to pretty much lead you down the sidewalk in the direction of the theater. You’ve never seen him act almost childishly eager and his attitude is admittedly infectious. “Let’s share a popcorn bucket, it'll be less expensive.”

“Yeah, we should split a drink too.”

Matakara looks back, and you can’t miss the mischievous glint in his eyes as your cheeks grow hot.

“…I’m gonna have to watch out for you.”

“I don’t mind. In fact,” Matakara is grinning a little too innocently for the look he’s giving you over his shoulder. “You can look at me all you want.”

[kaiiscottage]

I JUST NOTICED THEY WERE PLAYING BASEBALL WITH A FUCKING BASKET BALL

[sappho-rose]

lil doodle based off today’s episode

[zen-shenanigans]

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[e-oe-u]

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